Dating on the guardian
When I told my friends and family I was moving to Lagos, reactions varied.Some were shocked, others confused, a few were excited and in the midst of these response, was a reaction I didn’t quite expect: relief.This move, some of my people told me, was how I’d get myself a significant other and ultimately, a husband.
Being single in Lagos is synonymous with searching, so even if you’re technically not searching, you are, meaning that there are other people searching for you.I wasn’t prepared for people—ranging from family to potential employers, taking such a vested interest in my relationship status, or having to explain myself whenever I said I wasn’t dating anyone.The answer ‘Single ‘ was almost always followed up with the question ‘Why?Being in a relationship means you’re in a relationship in the literal sense, but somehow it doesn’t, because you’re not really off the market.
My immediate concerns were way more pressing; work, money, Arsenal’s inevitable mid-season decline, how to make the perfect pancake, and so on. It seems like everyone’s talking about relationships in one form or the other almost all the time.
I shrugged off the relief expressed by my people, I found it amusing. When I first arrived here, my lack of interest in dating hadn’t changed, again I had more pressing issues to concern myself with, like; work, money, whether or not Arsene Wenger would buy a striker, how much I missed Mc Donald’s and so on.